Joining

"Brother Wu!" Chu Tian walked over quickly with Lu Qing, greeting him warmly.

Yang Wu and the others immediately stood up.

"Captain!"

Everyone hurriedly called out.

Yang Wu didn't speak, as he didn't know what he should call him yet.

"Captain!" Chu Tian glanced at Lu Qing behind him and asked with a smile, "When will I be able to drink to your wedding?"

"Haha..." Chu Tian laughed happily, "Soon, soon! When the time comes, Brother Wu, you'll have to prepare a generous gift for me!"

"No problem!" Wu Tong laughed as well.

Chu Tian still didn't ask about Yang Wu immediately, instead chatting with Wu Tong and the others about past events with a smile.

Yang Wu stood to the side, listening quietly the entire time.

Seeing Yang Wu's demeanor, Chu Tian nodded inwardly.

Most talented martial artists these days had a habit of being arrogant, yet Yang Wu remained very quiet even while being left on the sidelines; this alone made him feel favorably toward the young man.

However, such favor alone, even with Wu Tong's personal recommendation, wasn't enough to make him immediately recruit Yang Wu into the squad, because he had to consider the safety of all his members.

"The young brother's name is Yang Wu, right?"

Chu Tian, who had been chatting with Wu Tong and the others, suddenly asked Yang Wu.

Everyone who had been chatting paused, as if they had forgotten Yang Wu was even there.

Yang Wu, of course, wasn't caught off guard and quickly replied, "Yes, I am Yang Wu!"

At this, Wu Tong also snapped back to reality and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, this is Yang Wu."

Chu Tian waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, then asked Yang Wu, "Yang Wu! Since you were introduced by Brother Wu, I can give you a chance to join the Phantom Squad. However, you must spar with either Wang Zhi or Zheng Tao later. If you can earn everyone's approval, you can stay! Rest assured, they will absolutely not use strength or speed exceeding your own."

Chu Tian's tone was extremely calm, yet it gave off a sense of finality.

Although Yang Wu was introduced by Wu Tong, Chu Tian dared not bring him into the Phantom Squad lightly.

Martial artist squads constantly entered the Wilderness Area, always walking on the edge of life and death; if they rashly added a burden, it might drag down the entire team.

Yang Wu looked at Wu Tong, then at the other members of the Phantom Squad, and slowly nodded, saying, "No problem!"

"Then, who do you intend to choose?"

Seeing Yang Wu agree to his terms, Chu Tian looked at him with interest.

Wang Zhi and Zheng Tao had similar strength, but their combat styles were completely different. Furthermore, Zheng Tao and Wu Tong were brothers in life and death; he might secretly go easy on Yang Wu.

The others thought of this, and Yang Wu naturally did as well. Therefore, Yang Wu said without hesitation, "If possible, I would like to ask Brother Wang for his guidance."

After speaking, Yang Wu looked quietly at Wang Zhi and Chu Tian.

At this moment, Wang Zhi had already walked over. Seeing his captain nod slightly, he didn't say anything else, walking directly to the side of the training hall to take up the battle saber and shield that had been placed there.

Yang Wu also walked silently toward the weapon rack.

"Yang Wu, good luck!"

Wu Tong stood to the side and shouted; having brought Yang Wu here, he naturally wanted him to join the Phantom Squad.

Yang Wu nodded, arrived before the weapon rack, and after a moment of scanning, selected a Pojun series spear.

The spear was entirely silver-white, cold to the touch, and the tip shimmered with a heart-stopping, icy light.

"A good spear!"

Yang Wu hadn't purchased any weapons or equipment yet, and the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yi'an District hadn't had any weapons that suited him, so this was his first time seeing such high-quality gear.

However, this was the headquarters of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Jiangnan Base City, where there were many War God Level powerhouses, so the weapons and equipment were naturally very complete.

Holding the Pojun Spear, Yang Wu's entire aura shifted.

"Brother Wang, please enlighten me!" Yang Wu walked into the center of the arena and bowed slightly to Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi didn't speak, simply nodding to signal Yang Wu to begin.

Boom!

The moment Wang Zhi nodded, Yang Wu struck.

The spear thrust straight toward Wang Zhi's heart, powerful as a galloping horse and fast as lightning.

Wang Zhi remained standing in place, his left shield tilting slightly, parrying the lethal strike from the side at an incredible angle.

Swish!

The moment the two crossed paths, Wang Zhi attacked with his saber.

The strike was extremely cunning; Wang Zhi used the shield as cover to hide his movement, slashing toward Yang Wu's neck.

"Haha, that kid Wang Zhi's saber technique has improved again!"

"Indeed, it's good to be young!"

The surrounding members of the Phantom Squad chatted among themselves.

As for the safety of the two sparring, with the captain present, they had absolutely no need to worry.

Seeing this, Yang Wu felt not a hint of panic; he lightly raised his left hand and used the shaft of his spear to block this lethal strike from Wang Zhi.

Clang!

The battle saber and the spear shaft collided violently. Both Yang Wu and Wang Zhi retreated a few steps, then surged forward again, trading blows as they engaged in battle.

"This kid has some real skills! This spear technique is definitely not as simple as just reaching the Mastery level!"

Everyone present was an elite among War General Level martial artists; how could they fail to see the brilliance of the spear technique in Yang Wu's hands?

"He has great talent; to reach this level of spear mastery at 24. Captain, let's keep this kid. With a bit more training, he'll be another general capable of holding his own in the future!" Zheng Tao said excitedly.

Chu Tian did not speak, continuing instead to watch the two men locked in combat.

Just then, the situation in the arena suddenly shifted.

Yang Wu's spear gave a slight spin, thrusting out at an astonishing speed. Wang Zhi, having already exhausted the momentum of his previous saber strike, could only use his shield to parry.

But the moment the shield touched Yang Wu's spear, it was deflected by the rotational force.

In his desperation, Wang Zhi could no longer hold back his strength. His mid-level War General Level power erupted instantly, and the saber in his right hand suddenly accelerated, slashing fiercely toward the shaft of Yang Wu's spear.

"Oh no!"

Wang Zhi's sudden burst of power shocked everyone present.

At this critical juncture, two throwing knives suddenly flew from Chu Tian, striking the weapons of both Yang Wu and Wang Zhi respectively.

With two metallic clangs, both of their weapons were knocked aside by the throwing knives.

"Zhi, you lost!" Chu Tian walked over slowly, the throwing knives automatically returning to the pockets on his leg guards. "Apologize to Yang Wu!"

Wang Zhi had already come to his senses by then and quickly said, "Brother Yang Wu, I was in the wrong this time. I'll treat you to a meal later."

He had been facing danger, and although he knew the captain was watching, he had still instinctively unleashed his full power. If the captain hadn't been there, he might have truly injured Yang Wu.

"Brother Wang's saber technique is formidable; I hope to receive more of your guidance in the future!" Yang Wu smiled slightly.

Just now, Wang Zhi had only slashed at his Pojun Spear, clearly showing restraint. Even if their weapons had collided, Yang Wu would have only suffered a minor injury at most.

"Yang Wu, welcome to the Phantom Squad!"

Chu Tian extended his right hand toward Yang Wu. He had a premonition that Yang Wu's addition would definitely bring surprises to the Phantom Squad.

"Does this mean he's accepted?"

Beside them, Wu Tong's face also broke into a smile.

"Haha, Brother Yang, from now on we are brothers in the same squad!" Zhou Zheng and the others offered their congratulations as well.